Yeah, that coffee table was being ruled right out, but walls? Walls were great. And the best thing about them was that he really didn't have to pay close attention to his surroundings to know they were there. When he could watch her pull her jeans off, why would he want to look anywhere else unless he absolutely needed to? Just like he wasn't looking down at what his own hands were doing, deftly unbuckling his belt and working his way out of his own pants as he did so.

Like her, he was going to leave his underwear on. Because, really, that was the most fun piece of clothing to remove, and she'd been kind enough to leave him hers. He very much approved of her thoughtfulness. And if there was a bit of a prowl in his step as he discarded his pants and made his way over to her, at this point he figured it was practically mandatory anyway.

"Hey," he purred. "I see you left me the fun part."